Innocence Revisited

The crumbling of our protective walls
Leaves us standing innocently naked,
Opened to Love, vulnerable,
And immersed solely in the moment;
No yesterdays and no tomorrows,
Only the Indefinable, Eternal Now.

Feeling the flower grow,
We suddenly approach God,
Becoming One.

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